I got my car serviced yesterday. It got a clean bill of health. It’s in great shape, runs well, no herpes. Now I just need to sell it. I was thinking about driving by CarMax and seeing what they would offer. I’ve heard both good and bad. Some have gotten less than they thought there car was worth, some a lot more. I have a number in my head. If they don’t meet or exceed that number, I’ll go the AutoTrader route.
My improv class continues to be fun. Our regular instructor was out, but the sub was just as engaging. Several classmates were missing as well so it almost felt like a different class. The games are getting more challenging in regards to involvement and attention, teaching us to be in the moment. I could definitely use as much training in that area as possible. The time I spend inside my own little world is excessive and annoying.
My stand-up class is tonight, a day later than usual. It’s getting close to the graduation. We only have two more classes and two dress rehearsals before we make our debut in front of a live, albeit understanding audience. My material is still light in respect to content. I have so many snippets of jokes on different subjects. I don’t know how I’m going to pull it together.
I get most of my ideas in bed when I’m drifting to sleep or as soon as I wake up. I might be driving Aimee crazy with my incessant iPhone entries in the dark. I use the Notes program. It’s a bit less intrusive than speaking into my recorder, but the screen still fills the room with light. I’ve noticed that I get a sounder sleep when I get all these little ideas out of my head. It’s like erasing them from the tape constantly looping in my head until I get nothing but soothing white noise.